'Twas the days after Christmas, and a return to my house
Was delightful and stirring, without a mouse
No stockings were hung, because they don't do that
After all the food, I was feeling quite fat!
I looked forward to sleeping in my own bed
As nice as it was to lay my head
The holidays were over and I was relieved
Some things that had happened, I could not believe.
My parents could not understand what was the matter
Had I just visited with the Mad Hatter?
Away to my phone, I flew in a flash
I left to avoid the wrong kind of bash.
Hours of shopping behind mom walking slow
Did not bestow me with a happy glow
The things that they said, were born out of fear
Of a world that was changing all they held dear.
Annoyed and disgusted, inside I yelled ick!
I needed to leave there extra damn quick
Dear dad, that is more than quite lame
Rather than calling someone by name.
Needless to say, I looked forward to the end
When I could return to those I call friends
I returned to my place with a decent haul
But that's not what this holiday means to me at all.
A nice travel bag for the day I would fly
Way up there in the cloudy blue sky
At least I never had to sit in a pew
Because papa thinks them uncomfortable too.
Holiday movies featured reindeer on rooves
But nary a sound of paws or of hooves
Invading the tree was a silly hound
"Get out of there," they yelled loud in sound.
A night with a brother watching a movie
Suicide Squad, which had no one named Levy
More movies and munchies and many drinks
Despite the differences in how we all think.
And so I say to all who has made it
Through another holiday with spirits
Entact and alive and free of the slammer
Despite those trying family damners.
Should I be grateful for time others didn't have?
Perhaps, but a lot made me sad.
A mixed bag, this holiday was.
And I didn't even get to see my Cuz.
A week of poor television come true
But my zest for life certainly renewed
At the end of this trying time
I happily bid Christmas goodbye.
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